I'm thinking over the loss of my girlfriend.
I lost her a while back.
I see her in school and my heart aches.
It's no better than it was the first time.
I revisit my past with her,
try to forget about all we did,
all we shared.
but somehow I just can't.
I really thought she was the love of my life.
the girl of my dreams.
Now shes just a girl i dread to see.
How did one girl cause such a heartbreak?
Her eyes said she loved me,
then they started to drift away,
her body was found in another girls arms,
her lips found a new home,
lips that didn't belong to me.
She wanted me to fall out of love with her.
It's a slow process,
it's still on going.
Do I still love her?
Sure, just not like that.
Do I care if she gets her heart broken?
Not really.
But I do care if shes aching the way she made me ache.
Broken the way she broke me.
Because unlike her,
if she really gets broken I'll be there for her,
I'd be her crying shoulder any day.
My heart doesn't ache the way it did,
my heart doesn't call her name like it did.
Her face doesn't give me butterflies the way it did.
My feelings for her are slowly fading away.
Butterflies no longer tugging at my tummy,
twinkle in my eye no longer nagging to confess a love like no other.
No more sweat beads threatening to form.
No longer weak in the knees.
Butterflies are gone, twinkle too, no more sweat, now I'm standing on solid ground.
Feelings for the girl are fading away, not as quickly as she left,
but they will be gone soon.
She's the lost girlfriend, never to be found again.
